Gao Wu: Starting from Awakening the Bloodline of the Demon King

The extraordinary men of the Anxia Sect who followed Su An from the north of the town went off to fight one after another and attacked the demon soldiers who attacked Chen Xingyun from behind. The two sides soon changed from responding to each other at a distance to attacking from both sides.

As more and more extraordinary beings arrived from the northern neighborhoods, Anxia Sect's firepower became stronger.

Although their total number is small, their cultivation level is high. Not only defeating the enemy in front of them, it is easy to find a weak position to penetrate the opponent's attack formation and join their own side.

It was at this moment that Wanyan Haoqing walked from the shadows into the light, drew his sword and roared at everyone in the Anxia Sect.

Along with his roar, the guards around him and the demons with extraordinary combat power who had returned from the city to investigate the situation drew their swords out of their sheaths, and rushed out from both sides of him like sparrows, with strong and powerful postures like rainbows.

Judging from his attacking posture as he rushed to various places, he actually gave up long-range shooting tactics and wanted to fight hand-to-hand with the extraordinary beings of the Anxia Sect.

Of course, a hand-to-hand encounter without any fancy can cause damage faster than shooting at each other behind a bunker, and the winner can be determined earlier. The danger level is doubled, and the losing side can't even distance themselves even if they want to run away. It can be said that they are immortal. endlessly.

In the critical moment, Wanyan Haoqing chose to fight to the death, and all the monster monks burst out with the majestic fighting spirit of a desperate counterattack, each one with more fierce eyes and killing intent than the last.

"Leave this one to me."

Facing the powerful and powerful enemies who were coming one after another, Su An not only showed no fear, but was inspired to fight for supremacy. He signaled Zhang Yuying and Zhou Yi to deal with the others, and he went straight to the furious Wanyan Haoqing. Rush away.

The stronger and more ruthless the enemy becomes, the more dissatisfied Su An becomes. The more Wanyan Haoqing shows his extraordinary ability to compete with anyone, the more intense his excitement and desire to conquer the opponent becomes.

Of course, Su An is not a real fool. He dares to risk his life because he is quite sure of victory.

The demon monks in front of them were indeed like wolves and tigers, showing their willingness to die together, but their number was small after all.

Although the extraordinary beings from the land of chaos rushed out with the monster monks, their actions were not as decisive as theirs, and their aura was not as fearless as theirs.

Regardless of extraordinary combat power or ordinary warriors, the number of humans in the Land of Chaos is far greater than that of the demon clan. In the final analysis, the demon clan is just one of the many forces in the land of chaos.

Not to mention the aborigines, local snakes, and gangs in various cities, towns, and wilderness villages. In terms of major forces, besides the demon clan, there are also the Kuroshio, rebels, churches, etc.

The reason why the army formed by the demon clan is a mixed army is precisely because of its complex composition, and the reason why the demon clan can raise an army is because the people in the land of chaos think it is profitable to follow them.

Such a mixed army is bound to have disunity, limited smoothness of command, and low coordination among various departments, and is far from being able to enforce orders and prohibitions and maintain strict discipline.

When fighting a favorable battle, there are opportunities for plunder and the temptation to make a fortune in front of them. They will be as powerful as a pack of wolves, but once the situation is unfavorable, don't expect them to persist to the end and sell their lives to the demon clan.

Since supporting the Dusi Military Camp, Su An has fought three games with the opponent in one day, and has already had a clear understanding of this motley army.

If it weren't for the fact that the opponent's organization was scattered and weak, and would easily lose order when faced with a heavy blow, and would fall into a situation where acquaintances gathered together to fight on their own, and if the situation was unfavorable and they would just think about escaping to save their lives, An Xia Zong's several battles today would not have been so intense. Fortunately, after the demon chief of staff died in the battle, the two companies would not be defeated so quickly.

This kind of demon army can beat the Dusi army into panic because the Dusi army has been corrupted to a terrifying level.

When they encounter a team of extraordinary people who are united and cooperate with each other tacitly, they have no advantage at all.

Such an army can fight only because the demon monks and demons, who are the backbone, take the lead in the charge. Once the demons show signs of decline, the rest of the extraordinary combat power and ordinary soldiers will have no intention of fighting hard.

In other words, if there was a regular demon army stationed in the town, Su An would not dare to launch a night attack.

At this moment, Su An, with the long sword in his hand, moved forward without hesitation, and in the blink of an eye he ran into a demon monk, a high-level demon, and two extraordinary beings.

Leading the charge was a fourth-level demon cultivator with wide eyes. Seeing that Su An had no companions within five meters, he let out a contemptuous snort from his nostrils.

The feet suddenly accelerated, and the distance between them was instantly shortened. The Force sword in his hand struck hard at Su An's head!

His idea is simple and direct:

Taking advantage of the speed and strength of the demon monks over the extraordinary beings in the same realm, they suppressed Su An's body skills, leaving Su An exhausted and could only be killed by the high-level evil demons who followed him.

When the long knife fell, the demon cultivator saw the obvious sarcasm on Su An's face.

This made him fly into a rage.

Why do you, a fourth-level transcendent, despise the full blow of a fellow elf? !

The next moment, the demon cultivator's anger and murderous intent suddenly dissipated.

Before his sword could hit Su An, his own throat had been cut open by the tip of the sword!

The demon cultivator's pupils suddenly blurred, and he never understood until his death why a fourth-level transcendent could be so much faster than him.

The evil cultivator who followed the demon cultivator stabbed Su An with a knife, and was about to hit him. Unexpectedly, Su An's waist dodged and he moved sideways. The movement was small but incredibly fast.

The evil demon was in shock, but before he could change his moves and attack again, his wrist suddenly hurt, a handful of flesh and blood flew out, and the sword was released immediately!

Under the severe pain, the evil demon opened his mouth to scream, but saw a flash of sword light, his throat was split instantly, and the cry could no longer come out.

The two extraordinary beings from the Land of Chaos rushed over as if they wanted to eat Su An alive, but when they saw the demon in front of them fall down instantly, their hearts trembled at the same time.

At the critical moment, they instinctively adjusted their bodies and no longer dared to face Su An. Although the swords in their hands were slashed out without any hesitation, they lost the energy to kill Su An and just blocked Su An from attacking them. Space.

With two sounds of ding and ding, Su An's long sword easily picked apart the two swords.

Before he could take action again, the two extraordinary beings had already exploded with the fastest speed they could possess. They couldn't wait to pass him by. They had no intention of turning back and fighting again. They quickly rushed towards the members of the Anxia Sect behind Su An. .

Su An also never looked back, not only because he didn't need to, but also because Wanyan Haoqing was right in front of him.

He gave Wanyan Haoqing a polite yet murderous smile.

Seeing this smiling Wanyan Haoqing, I just felt like my lungs were going to explode: What, I, Wanyan Haoqing, have fallen to the point where a fourth-level soldier stood in front of me?

It’s just that I was ordered around by you reckless men today. Even if you punched the old master to death, how on earth did you, a mere fourth-level elf, dare to charge towards me, a majestic seventh-level elf?

Even if you are stronger than an ordinary fourth-level transcendent, even if you are an outstanding figure among the demons and barbarians of the Yan Kingdom, even if you are a madman, what does your smile mean? Will you not die if you are killed? !

Feeling deeply offended, Wanyan Haoqing stepped forward, swept his sword across, and struck Su An's neck with thunderous force!

He swore that he would chop this ignorant little monster in front of him into pieces!

Su An took a wrong step and raised his sword sideways to block. With a bang, the force exploded like a tide the moment the sword hit the blade. The huge impact made Su An feel like a mountain was coming, and the blade was bent inward. , pressed against his chest.

After taking a step back, Su An dissipated the heavy force.

"As expected of a seventh-level demon cultivator." Su An, whose chest was feeling tight, his eyes brightened and his heart was filled with joy, and he was very satisfied with Wanyan Haoqing's strength.

Wanyan Haoqing, who thought that he could easily kill Su An with one knife until he vomited blood and flew backwards, either dead or disabled, his eyes suddenly froze. At this moment, he had serious self-doubt:

What, my strength has declined? I’m not level seven anymore?

If that wasn't the case, why didn't anything happen to a fourth-level soldier after he took a stab at him?

The angry Wanyan Haoqing's face was as dark as water. He had never thought of using a second sword to deal with the kid in front of him, but now he had to continue to attack. In anger, the sword slashed at Su An with the force of splitting the Huashan Mountain!

This time he used all his strength and didn't have any strength left. He didn't believe that the other party could still survive!

How could the other party not die? !

The alarm in Su An's head rose sharply, and a strong sense of danger surrounded him in the blink of an eye, making the hairs on his body stand up. However, he was still not afraid, nor did he escape. His calm mind allowed him to make an accurate judgment in a moment:

This knife cannot be blocked.

If you hold your long sword flat to block, the sword blade will definitely be pressed down. If you cannot withstand the opponent's huge strength and your movements become messy, you may even be injured by the sword's edge.

And if the opponent slides down with the sword when the blade is deflected, then he will have absolutely no way to deal with it, and it is very likely that his neck will be wiped off by the blade!

In the midst of lightning and flint, Su An relied on the steps of the "Green Lotus Sword Technique" to slightly adjust his posture in time, swung his sword to chop, and bucked the trend to meet the falling long knife.

The tiger's mouth went numb, and the sword almost fell out of hand. At the same time, his arm trembled and the pain was like a needle. Su An took a step back again, his face turned pale.

After seeing Yan Haoqing, his eyes became even hotter, as if he was seeing a treasure mountain.

"He actually caught my knife again, how could he hit me again?!" Wanyan Haoqing was angry and confused.

This was the third time tonight that he was confused, and he even looked at Su An with a straight look, "What kind of monster is this guy?

"Obviously it is only level [-], but the force is not weaker than that of level [-] elves, no, it is even much stronger than ordinary level [-] elves!"

At this moment, he finally realized that the young demon man from Yan State in front of him was no ordinary proud man.

Although he was extremely reluctant, he had to admit that the other party was qualified to fight with him.

At any other time, Wanyan Haoqing would have speculated on the other party's true identity, and thought from this that the other party's identity must be secretly protected by a master, just like the Holy Envoy. Maybe he would be frightened again and want to turn around and run for his life.

But now, when he came into contact with Su An's weird, excited, salivating eyes, this reality only made him furious and his internal organs burning:

What happened today? Is there anything normal anymore? Is the sun and moon upside down or is the river flowing backward? Is the world going to collapse? I, Wanyan Haoqing, am a seventh-level elite among elves! Is it possible that he still needs to activate his skills to kill a level four little barbarian?

Shameful.

An unprecedented shame in my life!

Wanyan Haoqing shouted angrily and launched another attack. This time he completely put away his contempt and no longer thought of solving the problem with one blow or two. Every time he struck, it was a continuous offensive!

The light of the sword flashed non-stop, like waves, one after another, pressing towards Su An like a mountain, leaving no room for Su An, and no longer giving Su An any chance to breathe.

He wants to take down the opponent in one go!

Under the pressure of such an airtight sword shadow, Su An was like a maple leaf floating around in a storm. Every time the swords struck each other, his figure would retreat uncontrollably.

Sometimes it was blown to the left, sometimes to the right, and it was teetering on the edge of danger.

But he did not fall, just like the grass that bowed and bent again and again in the strong wind, but always stood erect. Relying on the flexible pace of the "Qinglian Sword Art", his body never suffered a fatal blow, just like in the wind. The butterfly fluttering its wings again and again in the blowing rain is tenacious and unyielding.

Bang!

Another powerful and heavy sword strike caused Su An to fly back like a kite with its string cut off.

The man flipped back in mid-air and landed on the ground. Su An immediately leaned over and bent down with his heart heavy, his feet firmly clasped on the ground. Although he slid backwards for more than ten meters, he always faced his opponent with a glaring gaze in the process.

When he stopped, his face was as pale as paper, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and there were several wounds of varying depths on his body. His combat uniform was badly damaged and he looked miserable.

Wanyan Haoqing stared at Su An, his face was like the bottom of a pot, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

He really didn't expect that Su An could withstand a full round of his fierce attacks. Several times, he was just a hair away from severely damaging the opponent, but every time he was narrowly avoided by the opponent.

It's not just as simple as having excellent combat skills and superb swordsmanship.

Wanyan Haoqing knows how difficult it is to be able to maintain a clear mind, remain calm, calm, and calm under the pressure of a near-death danger.

By this moment, he was no longer angry.

He had a clear fear of Su An in his heart.

Such a guy, as long as he has a little more time, his strength will not only surpass him, but in the areas where the opponent moves, the threats to the elves will rise sharply, and his ultimate achievement is likely to reach the level of a holy envoy!